Bright As Fire

Part 5...

Jimin's POV

"Shit" I watched him walk away, but I couldn't go after him. I ran my fingers through my hair, frustrated with myself. I've wanted him maybe from the first time I saw him, no matter how stupid it sounds. But he didn't want me and probably never would.

"Well that was quite the show"
"Shut up, I just saved your ass."
Hoseok came out of the shadows carrying one of the wooden boxes, placing it on the floor with a thud. "Be careful with that."
"Jimin don't tell me how to handle my merchandise." He grinned at me, which was a little unnerving. He acts all smiles and laughs on the outside but I know who he really is, I have to be careful with him.

"Why are we putting this shit here anyway, you just saw how risky it is to keep it here." I said gesturing towards where Yoongi had stormed off down the corridor.
"Well it's ether this or a bust, take your pick." He slowly came over to me suggestively smiling at me with raised eyebrows. "And besides I didn't think you'd mind keeping guard so much if it means you can get a piece of that, he's not bad." I shivered slightly remembering what I had done.

"It's doesn't matter anyway, he's not into guys." I realised how pathetic that sounded when Hoseok tilted his head giving a look. "Well that's the last of them, I'll be off." He got out his phone lifting it to his ear, heading to his van through the back door. "Yah! What about the boxes, are we just leaving them here." He shrugged. "Just put them under a sheet or something they won't be here anymore than three days anyway, so stop worrying."
I sighed lifting a heavy cover from one of the dusty wooden shelves throwing it over the boxes on the floor.

Yoongi's POV

I leaned over the sink, staring at myself in the bathroom mirror, cold water dripping from my hair and down my face. 'What the fuck did I just do?!'
I clenched my hands leaning further over the sink, I felt sick. 'I was touching him, feeling him. HIM!'
I had to get him out of my head I didn't know what this was and I didn't plan on finding out. I'm not ready, not after what happened with her, I couldn't go through that again.

*knock knock*

I turned my head slowly staring at Namjoon who squeezed himself through the small door of the bathroom, he gave me a worried look, opening his mouth to say something.
"Don't."
He came in and leaned his back on the sinks next to me, looking at me all the while. "What were you and Jimin arguing about?"
"You saw?"
"I heard" I sighed loudly, standing up straight and looking at Namjoon blankly. "It's was nothing, just a misunderstanding."
"Sounded like one hell of a misunderstanding." He put one of his hands on my shoulder and squeezed it slightly.

"You know Jimin isn't a bad guy, sure he's got his problems but who hasn't."
"What kind of problems?" He took his hand off my shoulder and shrugged. "It's doesn't matter, what I'm trying to say is give him a chance."
"I don't know what you mean." I said a little to quickly. "Don't play dump, you guys have been staring at each other for days now. I'm not that stupid." I was starting to get angry all over again, I whipped around taking a step towards Namjoon as he took a step back.

"How many times do i have to say it, I'm not into guys." Namjoon looked straight at me as he said "I'm talking about guys... I'm talking about Jimin."
"Jimin IS a guy!" I ran my hands through my hair so hard I also pulled out my scalp, hot tears started streaming down my face mixing with the cold of the water, I was a mess.
I sunk down to the floor my back against the storage cabinet, my legs bent to my chest, arms dangling over my knees. Namjoon rested his hand on my forearm looking down at the floor. "Look all I'm trying to say is... you can't help who you fall for, all you can do is give yourself a chance at happiness or risk regretting it for the rest of your life."
"I tried that once, didn't end well."
"What happened?" I shook my head slightly, clenching my hands into fists. "It was in my last year if high school. I liked her... alot, she didn't want me, that's it."
"That's all I'm getting?" I smiled.
"You're lucky you got that much."
"This thing with Jimin, you'll be fine" Namjoon stood and pulled me up with him. "Just talk to him."
"I have nothing to say to him."
"You always this stubborn?"

He turned and left me feeling rather lonely, I thought I was starting to beome friends with these people, starting a new life. Thinking about everything it seemed so stupid of me to act the way I did, it wasn't a big deal right? I'll just talk to him like Namjoon said and get it over with.
I handed out of the bathroom and quickly headed to the counter on the main floor. I saw Jimin serving a customer I was about to walk over to him and stopped dead, staring in disbelief. Namjoon, who was talking to Jin, came out of the kitchen and ran over to the woman at the counter.
"Minha!" He rushed over to her and embraced her tightly. Shock. Pure shock was all I could see on the others faces, looking at the couple whispering in each others ears and smiling. But all I could feel was rage.

"Yah!" She turned to look at me, recognising who I was. "Yoongi?" Namjoon looked between us and after our conversation it didn't take him long to figure it out.
Minha was my ex, no she was the bitch that ruined me.

"It's good to see you." She said with a sly smile.

If your still here I congratulate you, I can't believe it's been almost a month since my last update I've been so busy. But I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'll try and update more often with shorter chapters if you prefer just let me know.🤗😄😘